Lyrics:
me
My momma calling said you worry me
I been on a money mission for the currency
Saying fuck a nine to five, got my homies by my side
Now I only do
down on by bet so I double up
Cash got a clit, I'm just tryna' make the money come
Riding with the Drake and a bitch that's 21
I know I'm dope, what you
spray easy
Like you don't know the hoodrat Hugh Hef play greasy
I get money on the grind
So if you ya mind on my money, I put some money on ya mind
you heard a rumor, I bet you heard that I'm a real one, uh
Bet you heard I'm chill, but 'bout that money, I've been to kill somethin'
Me and all my
can feel the Wrath up and coming
Money can't buy respect, yet we Need money so, I project
Separate to, what comes next, I'm Not a bad guy, I just
on by the whole world)
You tie my hands (as a refugee)
What am I suppose to see? (So accept my emotion)
What have I done so bad? (Do not take it
me out i been authentic aint no counterfit
Switching up the flow this off the dome cause i was meant for this
Banging old school project pat on my
Project Buildings People gon' say I'm ain't no help, but I
Just need some healing I can't do it by Myself, but you can help
Me, can you
We have a lot
[Mannie]
Wha wha wha nigga nigga
I put piss stains on private planes cause its my jet nigga
Money ain't shit cause my rottweilers drink moet
in the same projects by the same OG (by the same OG)
Bulova with crystals niggas used to be my rollies (used to be my rollies)
Dont know what the fuck
ugly do you have to be to be a hardcore MC?
Niggaz be fooled by my plaques and my light skin complexture
My whole texture is bombin, destroyin da
Around my wayyyyy
(Ok this ya boy Jones aka Capo Status)
Around my wayyyyy
(I'm about to take you through
My way you know the
Projects and all that,
the projects
I just woke up, I got money on my mind
Grab my nine from underneath the bed
I put my vest on, smoke something
Cock my gun back, make sure it's
Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died
That's when my mama started gettin' high
My neighborhood was full of drive-by's, couldn't
Wockhardt I ain't have no one to lean on
Grew up near projects where they slang that cocaína
Play with my money I'm gone show up with that nina
Smoke a hater
don't feel me 'cause I'm just a project baby
At Lil Marcus house, I used to hide all my tools (Stash all my gats)
Swipin' EBT so we could buy all the food
my
Fixture
Game is doing you a favor
Losses are the fuckin savior
Turn you into
Money maker, turq. is out here
Giving out some paper
Form
was cunning
Just got a pad out in London
I keep stackin' my money, I need a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin' stray shots
Been a Top Dawg,
ooh
Get it free naw naw don't pay her
Oh no don't do no favors,
Super Mario game too playa
Project pat boy won't save her
No no can't go,
Know the game
Thank you Project Pat
I want all the smoke
I want all the smoke
I want all the smoke
I want all the smoke
Repping the good guys always doing bad shit
the strip club with them, when I'm in they nose
Niggas getting to house, put me on the stove
I'm talking Pyrex in the projects, oh
Get my numbers right, grams
the projects, oh!
Get my numbers right, grams you gotta measure
It’s snowing outside, I’m on the job in any weather
Ninja Turtle, crack, Rock Steady, BeBop
Oh
a whole plate and ????? holes
I'm mo south Memphis mane I chopped em at the wig shop
I'm mo south Memphis ????????????????? Infamous
Chorus
(Project Pat
booty niggas
Now Fergie all up in your groupie nigga
Reincarnation of Master Fard
Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart
Diss and I'll blow, and shouts from
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